Arven leaned forward to pick up his tea cup and take another sip; not because he was thirsty, but to buy himself a moment of time. Because — what a fool — he'd walked right into this one. He shouldn't have mentioned his bachelor contentment in such a throwaway manner; he should've known Freddie took these things far more seriously than he did.

"Ah please — who would have me?" he joked with a roguish smile, tossing back his admittedly messy long hair. He'd put in a bit more effort recently, out of respect for his family, but the rugged adventurer still couldn't hold a candle to the other Fisks and Fudges.

"You don't... have a lady in mind, do you?" he asked suspiciously.